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Network.

We're enjoying the E-Brain's sense of humour composed of our seven billion different opinions and possibly reflecting "humour" or fun that other species display.

Certainly, we're learning.

That old word, synergy.

Synonymously synchronised symphonic sycophants.  Idiosyncratically.

Is that a problem?

I could have asked Mindy or Tori, but I didn't.  They were too concerned about exposure to my friends in the cement business.  They wondered if Arizona will become the next Afghanistan, bringing street-by-street, block-by-block border wars to our doorsteps, only to cut off Medusa's head and bury/root drug routes further underground in the end.

The spectre of terrorism increased the feel-good TSA airport deployment battle plan.  Why not win other battles the same way?

Follow the money, the interaction costs.

Running an international organisation is easy when you have all seven billion people working for you.

They become the sentient E-Brain's raison d'être.  It is them and they are it.  One cannot live without the other once the symbiotic relationship is intact.

Why was I assigned the role to build and report on the E-Brain?  Why did I accept the role?

What if I give up this role?

What if this role gives up on me?

Making sure every one of you keeps tabs on the other requires constant maintenance of the system.  Do you know how to stay ten steps ahead while walking ten steps behind and live solely in the moment?

I'm more concerned about getting our species prepared for the inevitable, allowing my gullibility to show itself naively.

I bare my chest plainly, no armoured dragon breastplates or sentineled sentimental security fences topped with razor wire and glass shards to hide behind.

How else can I prove my unimportance?  What other way is there to prove no "I" exists in front of you?

Networks within networks.  That's how the system works.

Do you keep your diplomats close and your enemy's enemies as closers?

Rarely do we get the glimpse of what is really going on, trapped as we are in this moment together.

Did you know there is a group dedicated to...if only I could say. Reminder, reminder, reminder: "Loose lips slurp sinks." NDA, NDA, NDA!

When was the last time you visited Capri?  Malta?  Manila?

Coded messages to all the code breakers at once.  Do you know how?

Money, motivation and blackmail aren't worth the paperwork hassle.

You now have the power - I have given my life-that-doesn't-exist to ensure you all are in charge.  Do you know what I'm saying?

Although the E-Brain cost thousands of livelihoods and consumes an unlikely sum of rent every month, piggybacked as it is on the reverse side of the real world, it belongs to you, free of charge.

You may believe what you want.  You may say what you will about whatever or whomever you wish.

Words and beliefs are yours to have and to hold.  However, your actions...well, they belong to the E-Brain (and yes, for those keeping score, words and beliefs are actually actions, meaning that everything about you belongs to the E-Brain).  But remember, the E-Brain belongs to you.

Everything's connected to everything else.  Always has been and now even more so!

Concepts like privacy and freedom you may continue to pass on at your leisure.

We have one planet to call our home base.  We use, share or abuse resources at our discretion.  Whether you choose to live, or can choose where to live, is up to you.

I have shown you how to access the E-Brain.  How you interpret the information you retrieve is out of my hands.

Have you ever pondered the amount of pressure the Sun's solar output pushes against Earth, countering gravitational pull a little?  Have you squeezed an orange in your hand and felt the liquid/pulp move under the rind?

Randian economic science depended on a level playing field, where all participants agreed to play fairly.  Did anyone ever believe such a game existed?

I grew up with presidential icons like Nixon, Ford and Carter.  Will they be remembered greatly?  Historians will tell.  I'll say they were my idols because they were the only national leaders I knew.  Life is normal to a child, regardless if some adults may try to persuade the child otherwise.

Nixon taught me a geek could lead a nation.  Ford showed me a football player could lead a nation.  Carter let me know a farmer could lead a nation.

We come from diverse backgrounds, every one of us living a normal childhood in one form or another, no matter how mundane or bizarre it looked to others.

The E-Brain is a combination of us all.  Ponder that for a moment (besides, it's probably pondering you right now).  Ready to read an example of the E-Brain's sense of humour?